~ Eating leftovers. For some reason, I want to let them sit there in the fridge, mocking me every time I open the door. Why it seems easier to make a sandwich for The Kids rather than heating up the spaghetti casserole from last night, I've yet to figure out. But it does. And the funniest thing (although don't ask Troy about it because he doesn't find it funny at all...no sirree!) is how many times I'll make more mac & cheese and then realize that we have half a bowl left over from...yesterday.
~ Wearing shoes inside. I swear, they make me more clumsy than I already am, which is hard to imagine. (Troy says I need curb feelers!) I'm like the housekeeper in "The Birdcage" who says that shoes make me fall down...and then they DO!
~ Sweeping the floor in the kitchen and the bathroom. OK, well, I'm not horrible at performing the task, I'm just horrible at remembering to do it. And the funny thing is that I hate the feeling of things sticking to the bottom of my (bare) feet, so you'd think I'd keep the kitchen swept, considering how much time I spend in there. But I don't. I just knock any little bits that get stuck on the bottom of my foot down the air vent. Yeah, if you ever come over? Don't look down the air vent in the kitchen. I'm sure there's things growing in there!*
~ Remembering to brush my teeth before I go to bed. I remember in the morning, lest you think I'm walking around with Dragon Breath all day, but I just have trouble remembering late at night. I guess I also just figure who in the heck cares what my breath smells like at 2:00 a.m.? There are times, though, that I'll drag myself out of bed right before I drift off because I don't want to get CAVATIES!!
*It's really not as bad as I'm making it sound...just in case you think I've got 15 years of goop and crumbs in my air vent.
I'm sure that this list will continue, so stay tuned!